The Morning After The Adventure Before
Sore heads greet the morning, and Sallantus finds he is still slumped across a counter at Thalvi's Place as the first light strikes him. It's mostly deserted, but Kordan is still there, staring blankly into nowhere in particular, his huge frame having weathered the storm of ill-advised booze after a long and stressful journey, but his mind...maybe not. Orinastron is stretched out on the tiles as if someone has decked him, but he's not hurt. The pool of blood by his head turns out to be regurgitated red wine.
Rhaskos is nowhere to be seen. Neither are Bitch and Bastard. Sallantus feels a wave of panic and flaps at Kordan as if to signal that something desperately urgent needs to be said.
Before Kordan manages to process or Sallantus to articulate the danger, Rhaskos appears. He looks more or less normal, as if he may have slept a little. He's come to summon everyone to meet their employer.
The meeting takes place on the quayside down at the docks, and Sanjar is there to translate between the party and Safra, while the crew of the Foamfollower watch from the rails in amusement. As it happens, Safra has little to say. Sanjar knows that whatever she may think of their condition this morning, she is relieved that the party has come back in one piece, and come back at all - neither he nor Safra liked the look, or the possible expense, of some of the alternative hires that had been putting themselves forward over the last two days.
The ship has been provisioned for three weeks at sea, as the only known ports in the general direction of travel are Tempigone (an island possession of the Korantine state of Himela), and Lyortha, where Safra's father was killed.
Plenty of time to rest at sea. But if you must re-stock or re-equip, best do it now. Perhaps too late to catch the wind today. But tomorrow, gods permitting, we sail.